Hanging up the phone, Carette fell into deep thought.

After meeting Hades, the king of Hades, how to explain to him about "Jose". From a deeper point of view, the Sea King's encroachment on other people's bodies to entrust his own spirit was reborn again, and the underworld has an inseparable relationship with this.

However, even if Hades is out of duty and he needs foreign help now, how can he get his help without offending Hades?

——

After seeing off Dr. Kate and the trio, Demos also left the South End villa and drove straight to his studio, where he was determined to stay for the night.

A room on the second floor of the studio is his private living room, where he can relax and unwind when he can't return to the villa after a day and night.

Demos sat on the single couch in the living room, lit a cigarette and took two puffs, then watched as the red light of the cigarette butt glowed in wisps of smoke in the flickering shift, rising into the air and then melting into the transparent air.

After calming down and analyzing carefully, Demos finally found that there seemed to be too many strange scandals on the Internet today.

First of all, Karetta, she has always been pure and kind, and her mind is conservative in some ways. Even if you still have Jose in mind and are still in touch with him, you won't be fooled by him and lose your mind just after we met, so you can easily roll into bed with him-

Demos remembered that before the incident, Maya, a female reporter from the "coffee point" media club, had warned him.

In this way, the media were able to grasp this oily news early on, and it was simply someone who reported to the reporter, and this person was the initiator of the whole incident!

This hateful guy has carefully directed a big drama that includes me, Carreta and even José as his actors, and the audience is the media and the masses......

A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and in an instant, several doubts were connected into a straight line. At that moment, Demos couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

He felt like he was trapped in a large net, and even with all his might, he couldn't break free. The material for compiling this sturdy web is none other than a mysterious conspiracy—

The landline at hand suddenly rang, causing the contemplative Demos body to tremble. He hurriedly pressed the cigarette butt that was about to burn his finger down into the ashtray twice, and picked up the earpiece with his other hand.

"I'm Blake......"

"It's me, king. Noah's voice came from the earpiece.

"What's the matter?"

"The results of the princess's medical examination have been sent to my mobile phone. ”

"Tell me about it!"

Hearing this, Demos frowned shallowly, and was nervous for no reason.

"Forehead ......"

Noah seemed a little embarrassed.

"Read me the message as it is!"

Demos didn't care about anything else, and ordered Noah in a heavy tone.

"In vivo sampling and laboratory identification, no abnormal mixing of secretions ......"

“...... Okay!

Demos was stunned for two seconds before he reacted, and a stone finally fell to the ground, and he covered the earpiece with his hand and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Wang, do you need me to go out early tomorrow morning to buy you a new phone?"

"No, I'll do it myself! You stay in the villa and watch her, don't let her go out again! I'll go back in two days!"

Demos's attitude quickly changed back to the strength he had just now, and he hung up after giving instructions to Noah.

After thinking for a while, he picked up the landline earpiece again and dialed a number from memory.

"Hello Maya, do you have time at noon tomorrow, let's meet for lunch......"

——

After meditating until midnight, Demos finally felt his strength and energy exhausted in a state of boredom. So I got up from the couch and got ready to take a shower and rest.

The downstairs radio doorbell rang, and a visitor arrived outside the studio.

It's so late, who-

Demos wondered.

If you are a customer or business partner, most of them will make an appointment in advance. Even if you don't have an appointment, if you are a normal person, you will not rashly make a rude act of coming to disturb you late at night.

Whoever it is, it's time outside of work now—

Demos decided to ignore it. He thought that if the doorbell rang a little longer, the visitors outside the door would be in trouble.

At this time, Demos had an extra heart.

The scandal about Kareta and the incident of her beating in the hotel have just been exposed on the Internet, and the mysterious person who came to visit late at night should not be one or several reporters, right?

If that's the case, then I can't go down and open the door for them easily—

Demos made up his mind and didn't go to wash up, but turned around and turned off the lights in the living room and went straight to bed.

The doorbell went silent.

But within a minute, the telephone landline on the bedside low table was noisy again.

Who's this! What a bold man—

Demos's mood was stirred up again, and his eyes looked fiercely at the luminous display on the landline.

Isn't that the number on it the same mobile phone number I dialed just now?

Demos was stunned for a moment, then reacted, and hurriedly reached out and picked up the microphone.

"Hey, Blake, you're really cowardly! Not only did you not greet a guest, but you quickly turned off the lights!"

Before Demos could speak, the female voice on the other side of the microphone spilled out first.

"Maya, it's you, you haven't rested so late?"

"You seem to have forgotten what day it is. I'm right outside your studio right now, you shouldn't have stripped off and laid down yet, right......?"

On the other end of the microphone, the female reporter let out a hearty laugh.

"Not yet! I'll go downstairs to meet you at once. ”

Demos got up and got out of bed, turned the lights back on and straightened his shirt and trousers, and then hurried to the first floor.

In the foyer, Demos clicked on the wireless video intercom and took a look. Sure enough, Maya was alone outside the studio's doors.

Demos immediately relented, and skillfully operated on the instrument a few times to unlock the electronic door.

"Have a nice evening!"

Outside the studio, as soon as the female reporter Maya saw Demos push the door and come out to greet her, she raised her chin a little proudly, swayed her body leisurely, smiled at him and greeted him.

"How did you know I was here?"

"Isn't the number you called me from your studio? I guess you're here!"

"I'm sorry, but if you hadn't come, I would have almost forgotten about tonight's cocktail party. ”

As he spoke, Demos invited Maya into the reception room on the first floor of the studio.

"Tonight's cocktail party was really fantastic! Celebrities from all walks of life are there, and it's a shame you missed it, Blake. ”

"Drink something, wine, champagne, or something else?"

"Forget about the wine, I've drunk too much. Bring me a glass of juice. ”

Maya was not polite to Demos, and sat down on the couch and ordered him directly.

"Okay, you sit and wait. ”

Demos returned a few minutes after leaving the reception room, a glass of orange juice in his hand, and he handed it to Maya.

She "giggled" twice before she said:

"I'm so sorry to ask such a well-known person like you to do this for me. Where's your little butler? The handsome young man didn't follow you?"

"Noah has already gone back to the villa. I've been so busy lately that I'm afraid I'll tire him out, so I've told him to go back and rest first. ”

As he spoke, Demos pulled a soft chair and sat across from Maya.

"Oh?"

After listening to his explanation, Maya raised two delicate thin eyebrows, and her shrewd expression seemed to be full of doubts about Demos's answer, but she did not want to easily expose his lies.

Because of the reception at the opening ceremony of the festival, Maya replaced her morning professional suit with a chocolate-colored silk evening dress, and although the low-cut backless style of the one-arm suspender belt on the right side was very sexy, it was not suitable to wear it on her "mediocre" figure.

“...... Are you alright, Blake?"

After staring at Demos for a few seconds, Maya finally broke her silence, and the topic suddenly changed to ask him.

Demos understood that she was asking him how she felt after the scandal, so she asked with a wry smile:

"Now, you're not going to interview me as a journalist, are you?"

"How so!" Maya smiled bitterly.

Demos didn't want to hide it anymore, so he shrugged his shoulders at her, and there was no longer much expression on his face.

"Okay, don't do that, everything will pass. Actually, I guessed your intentions when you asked me to have lunch tomorrow, so I rushed over overnight. Blake, you and I can't afford to be polite. ”

Maya raised the tall glass in her hand and took a few sips of juice, then asked Demos:

"Okay, let's just say what you want to know. ”

"The whole thing!"

Demos stared at her intently, and spat out a straightforward sentence.

"What happened to the whole thing......?"

Maya smiled slightly, shook her head a few times, and her long chestnut black hair, which was elegantly shaped, glowed with a dazzling purple light under the evenly lit illumination.

"I told you at noon at the Sofitel Hotel, but you didn't believe it at the time. I told you at the time that our club received a mysterious phone call that our bride-to-be was going to have a secret tryst with her ex-boyfriend, and asked us to seize the news and go to their rendezvous in advance. Then, the incident did exactly happen as the informant had claimed. And what I regret to this day is that I revealed this matter to you, I didn't expect you to run to the scene of the incident and do it with that man so quickly. You know Blake, the two of you are far more valuable than the single news of the red apricot coming out of the wall!"

"Who is that person, and who is the person who sold the information to your community?"

From Maya's angry statement, Demos had already heard the clue, and hurriedly grabbed the key question and asked it, this time he must find out the mastermind behind all the evils!

Maya's eyes flashed with a glimmer of light, and instead of answering Demos immediately, she looked at his handsome face with a solemn expression, and moved the corners of her mouth to show a mysterious smile.

"Tell me honestly, Blake, where did you get that bride-to-be named Carreta from?"

"You...... What do you mean......" Demos couldn't help but look nervous.

Journalists do everything, they are everywhere, and sometimes they can do whatever it takes to get to the bottom of a piece of news, even at the risk of their own safety.

Now Demos is worried that the clever female reporter in front of him has become suspicious of Carette's true identity.

In order to dispel her doubts, Demos softened his stiff demeanor in his direct gaze at her, and said with a slight relaxation:

"She's just an ordinary girl, didn't she say it a long time ago, her parents are both in business in Southeast Asia......"

"Huh...... Anyway, I felt that she wasn't an honest character......"

"Get down to business!

In order to prevent the female reporter from holding on to the question of Carette's identity and refusing to let go, Demos simply cut off her words and moved the topic back on track.

“...... Usually as soon as the news is confirmed, our club will pay the intelligence seller, so the guy who betrayed your fiancée's scandal will also receive the ideal intelligence fee this afternoon at the latest. Early tomorrow morning, I can ask my friend in the finance department for the account information of the transfer, and I will soon find out the identity of the seller. ”

"That's great! Maya, please, please help me find out!"

Listening to the female reporter's sworn words, Demos's eyes lit up. At this time, he felt a trace of gratitude to this single female reporter named Maya.

"Hey, I didn't promise, I'm sure I'll help you continue your investigation. These are the secrets of the society, and protecting the privacy of intelligence providers is also the professional ethics of our journalists. ”

Maya's attitude changed at this time, and it seemed that she was deliberately making things difficult for Demos.

"Please, you have to help me this time!"

Demos clasped his palms together and shook Maya a few times,

Maya didn't pay attention to his flattering gestures, her eyes were always fixed on Demos's face, and her expression seemed to have some other intention.